Amy's top.

"How about that green blouse of yours?"

Amy didn't hesitate. She calmly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her large, perfectly-sized breasts held in a plain, beige bra. Her toned body and the constellation of freckles on her cleavage were just as I remembered them. My staring brought a smile to her lips as we simultaneously relived old times.

"That's more like it," Rachel ejected. "I'll take the next round for you, buddy. Elizabeth." The brunette met her eyes with a start and blushed, "I'll take off my shoes if you take off your dress."

I was also curious to see what (if anything) Elizabeth had on under that shimmering gold gown. It was by far the most ostentatious garment in the group, showing how far our shy friend had come since school.

Stephanie cried fowl. "A dress for a dress! It's only fair, especially since it's not even for something of Ian's."

"Worth it." Rachel started to unfasten her dress, but Elizabeth spoke up.

"This... this is a little bit weird. Are you about to be topless?"

"I'm helping Ian stay clothed."

Stephanie didn't buy it. "Sure you are. How about we all ditch our shoes, and save the dresses for later, if it comes to that?

After a sigh, Rachel agreed.

Stephanie offered a deal. "We're the only three wearing shoes. Let's ditch 'em."

"Sounds fair." Rachel kicked her flats off instantly, leaving her in only her panties and fishnet stockings. I likewise pulled off my dress shoes.

The buxom blonde made a show of putting one leg up on the coffee table. Rachel and I both could see her white panties under her skirt as she unzipped each boot. She resumed her place on the couch.